listening to the White Stripes' De Stijl and letting the words fall from my tired shoulders the way they only can after two beers and six tacos and I still haven't taken a shower.
this format is tiresome by now: writing about girls can only go on for so long - they are only so interesting -and I'm only ever talking about sex anyways.
for a new kind of nonsense that isn't in any way different, check the revival of an old shit talk found at ultimateshaft.blogspot.com
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